Femdom Resource – Page 296 – The beauty of dominant women

CBT done simply

The CBT post from a couple of days ago provoked a number of comments about the skill required to do it right and the fine line between pleasure and pain. Here’s a nice shot of a very attractive young lady who seems to have trampled right across that line and is marauding around on the far side of it. Assuming marauding is possible whilst wearing high heels. That looks like a fair amount of pressure she’s exerting. No need for fancy clamps, brushes or electrics here.

This shot actually reminded me of a recent session of mine, although I experienced it in a reversed form. In my case the domme (the devilishly inventive Lady Lydia) had my cock and balls tied into a neat package with thin cord and was using that to pull me onto my tiptoes in a standing position. With her hand still holding the cord taut she then stepped forward and stood on my toes with her high heel shoes. That creates a particularly tortuous position, without any good options to minimize the pain. She laughed of course, which then made me laugh despite the pain. Anyone watching us would have probably thought we were crazy, but a happy sadist always makes me a happy masochist. .

I found this on the femdom marriage tumblr site. It’s originally from the appropriately named Young Goddess site.

Beating a jackass

I really should post more Stanton artwork. He was a tremendous illustrator and produced a huge amount of exciting drawings. His work is always very energetic and physical. I’m not a big over the knee spanking fan (it’s fun, just not a major kink of mine), but this drawing still got my attention. It really communicates the speed and force of that paddle blow. I can almost hear the splat of the wood on flesh.

Open wide for me…

I always find the insertion of gags to be very sexy. I’m not strictly sure why, but there’s something special about pushing an object into the mouth as compared to other orifices. I guess it’s partly because the mouth and the power of speech are so closely tied to our humanity. Most of us express our thoughts and emotions almost entirely via speech. Or at least that’s the way it feels. Removing this ability therefore removes a big chunk of our humanity.

There’s also the voluntary aspect. Should you find yourself in a suitably vulnerable position, there’s not a lot you can do to stop something being pushed into the ass, vagina or urethra. But most people spend their lives exercising very fine control over their mouth muscles and what passes their lips. Losing that control emphasizes a degree of helplessness that simply isn’t replicated elsewhere.

This image also caught my eye for the two contrasting expressions. There is the cute but disgruntled submissive, not looking too happy about the incoming ball gag. And then there’s the implacable domme, who doesn’t look prepared to take any nonsense from her toy. There’s only one way this ends, and it’s not with the ball gag abandoned on the floor.

I found this on the Bright Switch tumblr site. Originally it’s from the Captive Culture site.

CBT done properly

Today’s image comes courtesy of kinky delight by way of eros blog. It’s a nice combo of chains, clamps, brushes and electroshock.

I’ve posted in the past that I’m not sure Bacchus from eros blog really gets femdom. That’s not a crime of course. There’s no reason he should have to understand or enjoy every form of sexuality or porn in the world. In this case his comment that goes along with the image reinforces my previous impression.

I’ve always figured that the men who enjoy cock and ball torture (CBT for short) have bought in (a bit more seriously than most of us) to the old adage “There’s no such thing as bad attention.”

I know he’s kind of joking, but at the same time that seems to miss the mark fairly significantly. There are many easier ways to get attention. And if it was as simple as this, then there would be no such thing as bad CBT. Anyone who has been on the end of CBT that was too much too soon will know that’s not the case. Ramping up the intensity too fast can leave me faint and nauseous, and a long way from my happy subspace.

Really good CBT is, by way of contrast, one of the best and most involving D/s experiences I can have. In many ways it’s a little like the flip side of edging. There you’re trying to keep a pleasurable sensation just the right side of a shifting line, stopping the sensation spilling over into the ultimate pleasure. Great CBT for me does a similar thing, building the pain, taking it to the very edge of what I can take, and then inching forward as the endorphins flow and I drift into a submissive trance.

In a CBT session I did fairly recently the mistress used sharp vicious little clips. Starting with the safer (slightly) less painful areas, she slowly worked towards the most sensitive spots, the nerve clusters at the end of the cock. Long before she got there I was spacing out, trapped and unable to avoid what I knew she was going to do to me. And then when the dozen or so clips were in place, my body squirming as the last oh so painful ones were attached, she began to gradually retrace her steps. Each clip was ripped free, the jaws still pinching my flesh. Even in my zoned state the anticipation I felt as she slowly built back towards those last few clips was incredible.

I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution for the image. Stylistically it looks a little like Annmo Night, but I don’t recognize it from the image sets I have of his. Anyone have any ideas?

Update: Once again my readers come through for me. As I suspected it is an Anmo (or Annmo) Night image, taken from Comic For Masochist Only 3. Thanks to clitlicksluttyworm for the pointer!

Horsing around

I’ve posted before that I’m not a huge fan of pony play. It seems like a lot of hard work to get beaten. And when it comes to manual labor I’m a believer in quoting Ricardo’s theory of comparative advantages. Everyone should concentrate on what they’re good at, and I’m good at technology, mixing cocktails and being elsewhere when there’s heavy lifting to be done. My friends have some alternative theories that feature phrases like ‘bone idle’, ‘lazy’ and ‘work shy’, but I prefer to describe these as wild and untested hypotheses. Much like the theory of evolution is in Texas.

While I’m not particularly a pony play aficionado, I know a lot of other readers out there are, and thought they might appreciate this shot. It comes courtesy of Club Dom and features Mistress Deanna Storm and Mistress Aleana. They both seem suitably attired for riding, and their horse has a very impressed saddle and stirrups. Often in this kind of scene the saddle is a bit of a joke, but this one looks like it could actually be comfortable to sit in for a lengthy period.

Ruh Roh

Looks like an unwise comment may have escaped the lips of the gentleman holding his bottom. That is a fierce, severe and simultaneously wonderful look. I predict more spanking in his future. Which is probably just as well, because that doesn’t look like a particularly reddened pair of cheeks.

I found this on the fd marriage tumblr site. I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution.

Explicit Japanese Artwork

There’s an awful lot of M/f Japanese bondage artwork available, but the F/m dynamic seems to be far less common. I came across this one originally on homer’s blog and then tracked down another source for him at the Mistress Fantasy blog. The artist is Akira Kito (1925-1994) and his work seems to be done in a traditional style, whilst incorporating some very explicit activity.

Women are from heaven, men are from the pet shop

Servitor is the master of the captioned image, and this photograph (along with the post title) is stolen from one of his recent posts. I enjoyed all the images and captions in the post, but this one particularly caught my eye. There are a lot of things to appreciate in it – the metal penis stocks, the cane stripe marks, her tight leather pants – but what grabbed me was the draped jacket.

I always have fun mentally deconstructing a session after the event itself. I like to exactly understand how the domme manipulated me. A really great domme doesn’t simply string arbitrary activities together. Instead she builds a session layer on layer, making activities work together to create the right head space. In this case the jacket achieves three different effects. Firstly, it’s objectifying, making him into a simple pole to hang her clothes on. She doesn’t need to see him because his face isn’t important. Secondly, it creates sensory deprivation. His sight is removed and his hearing diminished. His focus is inevitably moved to his other senses. Finally, it’s a way of bringing him closer to her. Her scent is in the jacket. It may even still be warm from her body. He’s surrounded by her, diminished by her and focused on her. That’s a really smart bit of domination, achieved simply by hanging a jacket.

The original images source is OWK.

Ooh, shiny!

I don’t buy a lot of BDSM gear. I typically play with pro-dommes who have more equipment and furniture than you can shake a whip at. However, I do enjoy window shopping from time to time. Partly because it’s a good way to get ideas for future sessions and partly because I harbor the fantasy of creating my own custom playspace at some point. It seem like it’d be a very fun thing to put together. Unfortunately, given I’m currently single and living in a condo in downtown Seattle, it’s not really a practical proposition right now.

In the meantime I stick to browsing sites like the Stockroom, where I found these two fun looking toys. The one on the left is called ‘The Nut Crusher‘ and the one on the right the ‘Ultimate Asslock‘. Both those names should tell you all you need to know about their function. They’re appealing to me for their very industrial solid construction, almost resembling surgical equipment. As fun as pervertibles can be, there’s something sexy about a device deliberately designed and constructed to hurt someone. Particularly when using it involves screws, bolts and locks. No lightweight straps or buckles involved here.

A firm grip on the situation

After the nipples and the cock of the last couple of posts, we get to the balls. In this case a pair of nicely squeezed balls. She certainly seems happy with her handful. Hopefully she has a hairbrush or rod in her other hand that can be judiciously applied.

This is another image I found on the cock torture tumblr site. I’m afraid I don’t have an original attribution.